I'm standing in the doorway of a crowded subway car, turned sideways in an attempt to maintain my position at the door while letting other folk pass by. Before my eyes float the most beautiful, large, round, and juicy pair of breasts peeking out at me from beneath a tight shirt.

I have no idea what the owner's face looks like. I really don't care. Time slows, my eyes are still fixated, my mouth salivates.